At this very moment, life, in all its hugeness and magnanimity, is saying – hey, are you present? Are you here? Are you listening? Are you around? Can you feel the love?

At this very moment, someone somewhere is sealing their lives together with a kiss. The sunset, the waves, and the little flower girls dressed in pink are beautiful. But most beautiful of all is that blush that creeps over the cheeks of the bride as she, with all earnestness, looks into the deep brown eyes of her man, knowing he is the one she had been waiting for forever.

At this very moment, a young mother is watching her child sleeping – even as a sigh slips her lips in wonderment. She still can’t believe it, “Did I really create this tiny miracle? Was it me?”

At this very moment, an aged Father holds his son’s hand for support and wonders where time has passed. The son smiles and says, “Remember? This is where you taught me to cycle!” The father smiles back and says – yes, the same place where you are helping me to walk. Both have tears in their eyes. Both have no explanation as to why.

At this very moment, a little curly-haired girl is hugging her little dog. She has many friends—but none like him. He doesn’t ask a question, he doesn’t speak a word, and yet he fills the afternoon with wet kisses and wags. That seems enough—more than enough.

At this very moment, a little bud has burst forth in all its might. It had been sleeping for long—too long—and suddenly, it has opened its little self to the world, to life. My God! Is this what I was missing all along, it thinks as it soaks in the sun.

At this very moment, two friends are staring into the stars, reminiscing about their lives, reliving memories from school and college. Sometimes smiling, sometimes in tears, sometimes chatting away. Sometimes, silence fills the night skies.

At this very moment, a young boy has decided he will confess his Love to his sweetheart. At worst, she will break his heart. But his heart doesn’t feel whole, not sharing his feelings either. Respite, finally, as he writes his first-ever love letter and smiles.

At this very moment, an artist is watching the moonrise, and capturing it on the canvas for the world to behold. The moon, through his eyes…

At this very moment.
So much is happening – within me.
Outside of me.
On the floor above me.
On the floor below me.
In countries I have visited –
Those, I haven’t even heard of it.
For people I know, and those I don’t.
At this very moment, in all its hugeness and magnanimity, life is saying – hey, are you present? Are you here? Are you listening? Are you around? Can you feel the love?
And I nod rigorously.
Not a moment to be lost – in pettiness.
Not a moment to be lost – in darkness.
Not a moment to be lost – in despair.
For, at this very moment, everything is happening.
And all I can do is dissolve into this moment, right here, and give it all I have.
At this very moment, I feel my heart open to love. Not just the one that comes in the form of relationships. Not just my father. Or husband. Or the little pup curled upon my feet. Friends who cherish me in ways I can never comprehend. I feel the love that exists in every bit of life itself. Spreading itself through different thoughts, words, gestures, and actions – expressing itself in millions of ways. I can’t see it all, but I can feel it – and the very fabric of this Universe that we live in, is love.
Aha… life! Aha… love!
What would we be but for you…
But for this very moment of love?!

Lead illustration courtesy: Cicada Books

The post At.This.Very.Moment. appeared first on Alotusinthemud.